18++ From Goodreads: "Have you ever been curious? Well Bliss is just that and what we get is a book that takes us into the mind of a curious woman hell bent on getting her way.Sensual, thrilling and sexy as hell this book will take you to high delights and scary situations."
Description:
In Lavinia Kent’s luscious, erotic historical romance, a free spirit learns her true desires from a master of the heart, of the body—and of the sweetest discipline.
Lady Bliss Danser, daughter of the Duke of Mirth, is a scandal waiting to erupt. Which is why her highly conventional brother wants to saddle her with Stephan Perth, Earl of Duldon, the only man he thinks will marry her. Worse, Stephan keeps threatening to punish her, to teach her just how a woman should behave. His words may cause Bliss to tingle in the strangest places, but that doesn’t mean she likes the man himself.
Stephan has secretly desired Bliss for years, but he knows how close he is to losing his beloved. Careful not to rile her impetuous heart, he promises only to aid Bliss in her search for another fiancé. And if she’s determined to understand the male body first, he’s happy to comply in that regard as well. However, she must follow his rules or face the consequences. Slowly he takes Bliss to the darker, steamier side of his world . . . where she realizes that Stephan is everything she’s ever wanted.
Bound by Bliss is an erotic romance intended for mature audiences.
EXCERPT
Watching, he saw her approach a young man, stopping a few feet from him and shooting him an inviting glance with her deep blue eyes. The man, Lord Paul, he thought, blushed, and then as if moving under a spell held out his arm and led her toward the dance floor.
Bliss took a step forward, standing several inches too close to Lord Paul and peering up at him from beneath lowered lashes.
Duldon felt his palms begin to tingle.
Yes, the girl was looking for trouble and if she wasn’t careful she just might find it.
He sighed inwardly. He’d warned more than one young gentleman away from Bliss and by the end of this night it might be time to warn another.
His eyes swept about the room. Lord Dunston was busy flirting with one of Blankmore’s daughters. Mr. Middleham was at the punch bowl. Lord Temple—Lord Temple was staring at Bliss with a little too much fervor in his gaze. It might be time to have another chat with the man. He did seem to be about far too often for it to be merely coincidence.
Bliss was his.
She might not be ready to admit it, but she would soon.
She’d given herself to his care when she’d asked him to marry her and he’d never forgotten it. She might have been twelve at the time and convinced that marriage would gain her his best racer, but from that moment on she’d been his, his to protect, his to care for, his to . . .
When she’d been twelve and he twenty the feelings had been protective and brotherly.
They might still be protective, but there was nothing brotherly about them now, and hadn’t been for several years.
Bliss reached out and brushed something from Lord Paul’s cheek as the dance began.
Duldon slammed a palm hard against his thigh.
No, he was not dull and soon he’d be demonstrating to Miss Danser just how mistaken she’d been. He might never reveal his true inclinations to her, but that didn’t mean she would not know his displeasure.
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